Three Kingdoms: Refused to lend Zhao Yun at the beginning!

The only arrows landed on the armor, leaving only a small light white crater.

With a bang, Shen Jun rushed into the army, and the rolling log involved seemed to have found the enemy, directly ran over dozens of Hu Qi, and the bones of the horses were broken by the collision, lying on the ground dying.

"Get out of the way!"

"Spread out, don't get in front of the log!"

"Run away, run away, everyone will be blasted into a blood mist!"

The Hu Qi camp was in chaos.

Whether it's Wuhuan or Xianbei, the control strings in the front row are all in a mess.

"My lord, the battle plane is approaching!"

"Sizheng, everything is blazing!"

On the tower, Guo Jia murmured while holding the horizontal knife.

"kill!"

Gongsun Jing suddenly drank violently.

Stepping on the snow is like a sharp arrow leaving the string, turning into black light and rushing forward with a whoosh.

There were no war drums, no horns, and the sixth battalion of the Yehou Mansion only had the black light on the plain in their eyes.

"Xiaoqi Battalion!"

"White Robe Camp!"

Zhao Yun and Tai Shici were not far behind.

The army charged.

Twenty thousand cavalry leaped over the trapped camp.

As soon as they arrived, [-] sets of silver armor refracted dazzling white light.

In an instant, there was only that moving white glow in a radius of more than ten miles.

Hu Qi was hundreds of steps away from him, but he couldn't even open his eyes at this time. The three thousand traps seemed to be the secret key to block the great terror. As long as he passed the trapped camp, everything would flourish in the vast grassland.

"Draw the bow!"

Zhao Yun, Tai Shici ordered.

At this moment, the enemy army couldn't open their eyes, even Hu Qi's war horse was galloping in panic with their eyes closed.

The log is raging against the Hu cavalry camp, now they don't shoot arrows, when they rush into the army, the crossbow will be a stick of fire.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

The cold light shines in the void.

Gongsun Jing, who took the lead, seemed to be marching forward with [-] arrows.

150 steps, [-] steps, [-] steps, [-] steps, [-] steps, leaping up on the snow, the Overlord Spear bombarded the Hu Qi camp with the momentum of the sky collapsing, and immediately several Hu Qi were taken away.

At this moment, the rain of arrows fell suddenly.

Like billions of stars falling to the ground, blood blossoms exploded in the Hu Qi camp.

The arrow rain continued.

Twenty thousand cavalry had already collided with Hu Qi.

And in the rear, trapped in the camp, the Shenji Battalion pushed forward horizontally, one by one arrows fell to the left and right, leaving a piece of pure land for the army rushing ahead.

View from Pingcheng Tower.

A white triangular cone lay horizontally on the ground.

The rain of arrows in the sky was like clouds, white clouds and strong winds were rolled up, and they pierced among the 20 Huqi with unrivaled mighty power.

But the next moment.

The army cut behind Hu Qi.

In an instant, it was wrapped up by a piece of Donghu control string, swallowing it bit by bit.

There is no turning back, no cry of death.

Only the elegy of blood and war played, forest-like spears pierce the enemy's heart, and the army raises the snow-white blade that makes the sky full of frost, and swipes down to take away the enemy in front of them.

War is never the cry of the weak.

Even though the soldiers of the Sixth Battalion had new combat equipment, they were still damaged under the siege of Hu Qi Wang Yang.

One soldier after another fell on the charge road.

Stronger than the camp, the heavy armor was torn apart, dragging the remnant body, resisting the heavy shield to open the way for the Shenji Battalion, Shenwei, and the three armies of Xiaosheng.

Fifty-three thousand troops.

The moment he rushed into 20 Huqi.

The army has become a lonely boat in Wang Yangzhong, and no one knows when the boat will capsize and people will die.

On the battlefield.

Gold and stone meet to form a song, playing the eulogy of the dead.

It has passed, and the sun is in the east.

The white glow disappeared on the plain, and the endless fighting continued.

Tai Shici's armor has been dyed red.

The white robe battalion he led also suffered a large number of casualties.

But the mad singing halberd in his hand was still waving, no one around could get close to him, and the war horse galloped under his crotch, desperately chasing the black light in front of him.

Gongsun Changping.

This is the name he has heard the most from people since he came back from Liaodong.

Returning to Qingzhou and entering Donglai, I also know that this name is the prince who killed Kong Rong, his enemy.

However, the young man in front of him who rode his horse and killed the enemy with a gun defeated him with a single sword, put aside his old grudges, and became the master who he followed without regret in this life, how could he be too far behind.

"puff!"

The gentian bright silver spear shuttled among the enemy troops.

Spears all over the sky exploded on the bodies of several Hu Qi, leaving only corpses.

Zhao Yun had already harnessed the Jade Lion and led the soldiers of Xiaoqi Battalion to chase Gongsun Jing away.

In this battle, there were no drums, no horns, and no gold call to withdraw troops. Hu'er did not die, and the soldiers continued to fight. 20 Hu cavalry controlled the strings.

Xiao Sheng is in the army.

There is a machete and three arrow feathers stuck in Yang Feng's chest.

Wielding the Tang Hengdao, he took away four Xianbei Hu Qi control strings.

The commander of the Baibo army who had just arrived, failed to walk the road of escorting the emperor back to the east in his previous life after all.

He became the deputy general of the Xiaosheng Battalion, and he was also afraid of death. A month ago, he was still scolding Zhang Yan for being a lunatic, pulling Wang Dang's collar at the Pingyuan Tower and shouting to reinforce the Daqingshan defense line, and finally fell on the way to charge.

this moment.

He understood Zhang Yan and realized Wang Dang.

What used to be for living is now more meaningful for death.

Corporal, Chief, Centurion.

Duwei, Junhou, Yamen school lieutenant.

In this war, the military rank is the first, and if he is killed in battle, he should be the general who dies first.

"Go away!"

Thousands of Hu Qi are in control.

Zhang Yan rode a war cavalry and swung a spear to kill Donghu Kongxian.

He roared, charged, and ordered Yang Feng to re-form the Xiaosheng phalanx and move forward, but there was no sound of "here" from behind him for a long time.

"Yang Feng!"

The moment Zhang Yan turned her head.

Yang Feng had a Hu Qi scimitar stuck in his chest, and several Hu Qi control strings lay around him.

Holding Tang Hengdao with both hands, he made a charging gesture, standing proudly among the thousands of troops, his eyes were wide open, but his expression was lost.

It seems that, roaring at Zhang Yan, Yang Feng is not afraid of death......

"Wang Dang!"

Tears splashed from Zhang Yan's eyes.

On one side, Wang Dang rode his horse to kill the enemy and shouted: "The last general is here!"

"Form a phalanx!"

Zhang Yan resolutely said: "The battle of the Xiaosheng army is not a charge. Form a phalanx and divine guards, and push the battlefield horizontally. Don't let the remnant army rush into Pingcheng through the war defense line. If you pass one person, you and I will die. !"

"Here!"

Wang Dang shouted angrily.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the three battalions of infantry joined forces vertically and horizontally, forming a line of defense for several miles and began to move forward.

Arrows, spears, knives.

It was used to the extreme by the three armies, and no Hu Qi survived in the places it passed.

ahead of them.

The trapped camp is still fighting, chasing cavalry.

Three thousand fierce soldiers carried armor weighing tens of catties on their backs, a heavy shield as tall as a man, and held eight spears in their hands.

It's like a mountain crossing in front of the three camps, an indestructible rock that can make 20 Huqi despair.

Wuhuan, Xianbei.

The two armies are not afraid of life and death.

Because there is a mountain in front of them, a hill made of heads of their tribe.

Zhujingguan, a war provocation that has not been seen in many years, caused the two clans to bear hundreds of years of humiliation.

charge.

charge.

Hu'er is not dead, and the battle will continue.

It has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the soldiers of the Sixth Battalion.

as time flows.

The battle damage increased, and the barriers formed by the three battalions were diluted.

The number of Hu Qi controls that each soldier needs to face is more than three people.

The death battle between the two armies is immortal, the bloody feud between the army of Marquis Ye and Hu Qi.

In order to protect the hundreds of thousands of people in Bingzhou behind him, to defend the line of defense that made Bingzhou fall for three years, and to protect the pride of the soldiers of Yehou Mansion.

Where righteousness comes, life and death follow each other, and there is a tendency to charge forward, and there is no retreat.

Whether it was the White Horse Yicong in the past or the White Robe Army now, they were trapped in the camp.

They are all heroes on the frontier defense, and even other camps can bear such pride.

The forefront of the battlefield.

Gongsun Jing has been killed to the point of madness, standing proudly like a demon god.